My friend Jack had a dream. He dreamt he was focusing a mirror onto the petroglyph, at the mouth of the Stein. In his dream the sun was high in the sky, and it was the longest day of the year. I said, "So what happened"? He said, "It was Time". "What do you mean, it was Time?" He said, that the dream told him it was Time ~ When he focused the mirror ~ it was Time.

It was a strange dream. And I wouldn't have thought anything of it, had I not had a similar dream, just prior to Jack's arrival, except in my dream, ‘it was time’ for the Aliens to come ~ But I wasn't focusing a mirror; I was doing something else, cutting wood I think. I told Jack about my dream, and we ended up visiting the petroglyph that same weekend, to look for clues.

We discovered that there was a rocket ship carved on the left side of a star with the three umbrellas. A fat man on the right side of the star had a bunch of angel-like figures following him. "Aliens - aliens must have carved this".

We climbed all around the rock looking for more evidence, but nothing was clear, just the fat man and the rocket ship, surrounding the star with the three umbrellas. I had my compass with me, so we decided to take a reading on the rock. We noticed that the rock was slightly magnetized, and suddenly the story became clear. "It's an alien probe!" Aliens identified the rock with their markings, polarized it, carved Jack's dream into the Dream World, and then left.

We imagined that the probe was linked to a giant computer screen, at the heart of the Galaxy. When someone focused a mirror onto the petroglyph, a computer terminal linked to the probe would light up, identifying that it was Time, a kind of Universal signaling system, identifying when a Planet was ready for a visitation. When the dreamer dreams the dream, the psyche of humanity is ready. "That's it, we've got it!"

We decided it was worth a try. We would make a day out of it everyone could enjoy, a picnic celebrating the Solstice. Jack would bring his mirror, and we'd all stand back, waiting for the probe to activate. Well as it was, we never could get our weekends coordinated. I got tired of waiting, and since I only lived a few miles from the site, I thought I'd give it a try.

I waited for the solstice. I think it was around l984 or 85. I went out to the rock, making sure no one saw me. Mirror in hand, I stood waiting for twelve o'clock to arrive. I checked my watch; it was Time. I pointed my mirror at the petroglyph, but knew deep down that nothing would happen because it had to be done by Jack, the dreamer.

I had a hard time focusing the mirror. There was a strong wind in the air, and I couldn't hold steady. I noticed a line, barely visible, crossing the image, and I used this to help stabilize the reflection. After a while, I was able to hold steady for just a few seconds. Not a move, not a sound, concentrating with all my might, body and mind.

Suddenly a fly flew into the shaft of light, and a very strange thing happened. For a brief second, the fly stopped dead. It stopped dead in time, wings and all. I was amazed! I knew it had nothing to do with the petroglyph. It was probably something that happened, because of my extreme concentration. I tried focusing again, but after fifteen minutes of fighting the wind, I decided to call it a day. I was a disappointed that the probe didn't go off, but satisfied that I'd learned an important lesson in meditation ~ The inner mind exists in a state of timelessness.

A few years later, Jack and I visited that petroglyph again. At the time I was fascinated with the concept of polar shifts. I was trying to tie tectonic plate movements to polar changes in the Earth’s magnetic field. I don't know why I didn't notice it before. Perhaps I was obsessed with the idea that the petroglyph was an Alien probe, but I was wrong. I now believe that it’s marking an important historical event ~ a shift in the Earth's polarity!

I noticed that the three umbrellas above the star, corresponded to an identical arc in the cliff across from us. It was so obvious. The arc in the cliff, looked like it was scarred by a bobbing movement. But where are the other two arcs? I climbed up the hill, hoping to get a better view. And there they were ~ Two Mountains above the Fraser River, together with the arc in the cliff, makes three ~ three distinct ‘umbrellas’.

The thing, which we thought was a rocket ship, was actually a bunch of V's, corresponding to the V fractures in the cliffs above 6-mile. The leveling line, which I used to stabilize my mirror, looked like it was placed there, to identify how much the arcs (mountains) moved in relation to the V fractures. Someone must have been standing here during the last polar shift, and carved the Event in stone for the record ~ so I thought.

~ The experience started me wondering about continental drifts. Maybe that's how the gravel beds along the Fraser River were formed ~ It looks like the gravel has been sorted in a giant gold pan, first the soil, then the sand, then the gravel, and finally the rock ~ A Natural crusher, but how?

It must have taken tremendous forces to crush, sort, and displace such large amounts of material. An Ice Age might have done it, but a shifting landscape, seems to provide a better explanation. The continents could have been moving north and south as well as east and west, during the last polar shift, causing tremendous upheavals throughout the land.

Humanity must have been scattered a number of times, during the early stages of evolution. I wondered about the Eskimos. Why would anyone want to live beyond the Arctic Circle? These people were probably cut off when the continents drifted, had to do the best they could, but survived despite their hardships.

What we've been learning in school may be a bit off track. There was no such thing, as an Ice Age. The ice caps shifted - when the continents drifted.

When the continents drifted, the human race scattered.

If we look at the life of this planet in the context of universal growth cycles, it makes sense that the mountain ranges and mid ocean ridges were created during cataclysmic events. The history of this planet could be under the influence of something much Larger ~ something that happens to the whole galaxy.

The following dream helped put it into perspective for me ~

I was looking up at the Night Sky ~ the stars seemed agitated somehow ~ as if something invisible was moving amongst them ~

Slowly the image began to change ~ A pink and purplish glow appeared  (which somehow seemed to quieten them).

~ The stars moved  more slowly now, and in unison.  They began to glitter more brightly ~ and in between ~ more stars began to form ~ colored stars ~ glistening and sparkling in Splendor ~ bringing to Life the night sky ~ As if they were unified now.

Suddenly a very strange thing happened ~ the stars began to group into a single line  ~ and formed one gigantic long ribbon of Stars ~ which looked very much like a giant Galactic Arm ~ twinkling with Light. Slowly the whole arm of the galaxy rose and stood upright.

I was amazed and overwhelmed ~ I've never seen anything like it in a dream, the colors were amazing!

I think this dream’s got something to do with those reverberating waves ~ Looks like the whole arm of the Galaxy gets renewed when the next wave comes through.

I discussed earlier how reverberations of the Big Bang continue to provide power for our galaxy ~ If so, how does this affect our interpretation of Time & space?

For the longest time Scientists thought that the Universe would re-collapse at some point. Some Scientists now believe that the Universe could keep expanding forever if it were flat.

If the universe is sitting in a crack, surrounded by a reverberating sheet of infinite Medium, the universe could keep on pulsating forever because the Creator draws His power from Infinity ~ the Eternal Light.

When this pulse passes through our sector of space however, it’s going to affect us all. My die nut model is only a stationary model, put it in motion, and you create orbits ~ orbits of suns, planets, and moons, spinning out from their galactic arms. Each of these orbits is being generated by the up and down motion of that ‘wave’. Our Sun sticking out the side of that arm is being generated by that frequency. The universe continues to be generated – it’s not in decline.

We can’t see the giant wave, because it’s made of dark energy. What we’re seeing is the end result ~ the ‘wavelets’ fluctuating into our atmosphere through the sun, driving our magnetic field.

Recurring waves move across our galaxy approximately every 30 million years. (The suns are all bobbing up and down as they rotate around the galaxy. Scientists don't really know why). Twist that thought sideways now, and it's actually the arms of the galaxy that are moving up and down, as the wave passes through ~ like in the crop circle below.

Think of the arms as a snake, slowly undulating around the galactic core. You can't see the 'snake' moving, but the suns provide a pretty pattern as they slowly undulate up and down over the waves.

Our sun reverses in ‘polarity’ each time it bobs up or down. Which makes me wonder about our rotating planet. How are those gravitational lines affected - They must really be twisted by now. Did they break? Of course not, otherwise we'd be flying out into space. How are those gravitational lines ‘hooked’ to our planet, and what happens when they reverse in polarity?

I went to see the Old Man by the River ~

The Old Man is a face in a rock. I became aware of him while walking through the Native fishing site. (I saw a brief reflection, stopped and looked around. There he was, carved in stone, clear as can be).

Standing in a small corner of the field I looked at the face in the rock, and slowly became aware of his presence. It was a bright and sunny day; the sunlight blended and flowed through me. I asked the Old Man if he knew what was going on up there?

He wasn't pleased; I hadn't been down to see him for quite some time. He wanted to talk to me about my personal life, and made me promise that I would deal with it, before he'd tell me anything. It was often that way ~ just complete silence until I complied.

The Old Man made me look at the Sun. “See that paddle?” I could see it touching the edge of the sun. “That’s what’s driving your sun”

I remembered the box in my die nut dream; I think it represents the 4 components of the solar wind. If you change the box into 4 arcs it’s easier to see - Imagine that you’re looking into the sun as if you’re looking into the open end of a spiraling tube, like the bore of a rifle. You can see 4 ‘threads’ spiraling out the open end of the tube. 

Those ‘threads’ is what makes up the corona of our Sun. A twisting, fluctuating ‘tube’ that stretches all the way back to the center of our galaxy. Its core (the sun) is where the reaction is taking place. Its outer casing or corona is made of stretched out medium. It appears to be shimmering because it’s twisting threads are being cut to ‘pieces’ by the gravitational ‘lines’ of its planets and moons; resulting in the up & down; left & right ‘pieces’ [frequencies] that enter our atmosphere.

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I think that’s the ‘paddle’ the Old Man was pointing at ~ the twisting threads of the solar tube.

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